After resting for a while, Ye Feng continued to treat the poor people of North Mining Street.
An hour and a half passed in the blink of an eye, and the sun was already setting in the west.
The evening sunlight was as red as blood, shining on the ground as if draping the earth in a crimson veil.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Ye! You are truly a kind-hearted person!"
The old man in front of Ye Feng stood up, knelt down with tears of gratitude, and kowtowed to Ye Feng.
Ye Feng immediately helped the old man up, saying with a smile, "Old man, there's no need for that."
"It's my duty. Don't stop me. You saved my life. What's a few kowtows to you?"
The old man pushed Ye Feng's hand away, then knelt down and kowtowed three times to Ye Feng before he was done.
Wang Feixiong, who was inside the carriage, saw everything clearly.
The guards surrounding the carriage naturally saw it as well.
Seeing how respected Ye Feng was, the guards' expressions were somewhat complicated.
Wang Feixiong, inside the carriage, wore a thoughtful expression, utterly perplexed.
He simply couldn't understand why Ye Feng would offer free aid to the poor people of North Mining Street. What benefit would he gain from doing so?
Did Ye Feng cultivate to such a high level just to serve these poor people?
Just then, a martial artist flew over from the sky and stood suspended above Ye Feng and the others.
Who is the Night Wind?
The martial artist asked arrogantly.
Before the night wind could answer, the poor people of North Mining Street began to shout angrily.
"Sun Tzu, what do you want to do!"
"Mr. Ye has gone to great lengths to treat us, and you still dare to cause trouble!"
"Are you even human?!"
The warrior named Sun Wu in the air had a face full of anger.
"You bunch of unruly people are incredibly audacious! How dare you talk back to me to my face! Believe me or not, I'll kill you all right now!" Sun Wu roared furiously, and with a flick of his wrist, a decapitation sword appeared in his hand.
Under normal circumstances, the poor people of North Mining Street would definitely be terrified.
But now they are fearless and continue to confront Sun Tzu in the air.
Sun Wu, enraged, laughed through gritted teeth and said, "It seems you're all tired of living. In that case, I'll kill a few people to liven things up today!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Wu swung his sword and slashed at the ground.
The crimson sword energy, like fresh blood, shot towards the ground in a crescent shape.
As soon as Sun Wu made his move, Ye Feng was able to judge the man's martial arts level.
Sun Wu was merely a martial artist at the peak of the Separation and Union Realm, and could be considered insignificant compared to Ye Feng.
But compared to the poor people of North Mining Street on the ground, that's quite something.
If Sun Tzu's sword had actually landed in the crowd, countless poor people in the North Mining Street would have died or been injured immediately!
At this moment, the crimson blade energy had already reached the heads of these poor people, and the next moment might see a dozen or even dozens of people beheaded by the blade energy.
But at that moment, a sword light suddenly flew into the air and shattered the blade energy!
You're the one who's asking for death!
Luo Mengxuan shouted angrily, and with the Broken Flower Sword in hand, she pounced forward and thrust the sword at Sun Wu in mid-air.
Sun Wu didn't take it seriously at first, but when Luo Mengxuan's sword came right in front of him, his expression changed drastically, and he suddenly pulled back.
"Trying to hide? You think you can hide!"
Luo Mengxuan sneered and sped up to catch up.
In the blink of an eye, Luo Mengxuan caught up with the retreating Sun Wu and pierced his shoulder with a sword!
Instantly, bright red blood spurted from Sun Wu's shoulder, tracing a graceful parabola in the air.
At the same time, the decapitation sword in Sun Wu's hand fell to the ground with a clang.
Without the support of true energy, the decapitation sword quickly became dull, and the crimson sword aura surrounding the blade disappeared without a trace.
"You... what realm are you at?" Sun Wu looked at Luo Mengxuan in shock.
Luo Mengxuan scoffed, "Do I need to tell you what level I'm at?"
"Don't be so smug. I'm just a guard at Wanbaotang. There are plenty of people in Wanbaotang who are stronger than me! What good is it if you defeat me? Soon there will be even stronger people to deal with you!" Sun Wu said with red eyes.
"Then go and call someone. I want to see just how capable your Wanbaotang is!" Luo Mengxuan said dismissively.
Luo Mengxuan has now developed blind confidence in Ye Feng. In her opinion, no matter how powerful someone is, they are definitely no match for Ye Feng!
However, it cannot be said to be blind; Luo Mengxuan was well aware that Ye Feng possessed a powerful weapon.
When Ye Feng and Luo Mengxuan were being chased by Mu Yuqing, they fell into the Yellow Stone Demon's lair. Ye Feng used a magical artifact to defeat the Yellow Stone Demon.
Therefore, Luo Mengxuan knew that even if a martial artist at the peak of the Transcendent Realm came here, they would not be able to threaten Ye Feng.
The only ones who can truly threaten the night wind are living saints who have entered the realm of sainthood!
But looking at the entire Tianluo Great World, how many living saints have reached the Saint Realm?
The Xuanji Sect only has nine members, and all the other major sects combined probably only have around a hundred.
How could a living saint who has reached the Saint Realm possibly appear in this small Mud Cloud City?
That's why Luo Mengxuan was not afraid of Wanbaotang at all. Even if she didn't know anything about their background, she didn't feel the slightest bit of fear!
"His knife is quite good," Ye Feng said with a smile.
Luo Mengxuan immediately made a gesture with her right hand, and the decapitation sword that had fallen to the ground flew up without wind and landed in Luo Mengxuan's hand.
"Give me back my knife!"
Sun Wu roared and charged at Luo Mengxuan.
However, Luo Mengxuan didn't even use the Broken Flower Sword this time. She lightly touched Sun Wu's palm and sent him flying backward.
Sun Wu fell to the ground, spitting out blood. His face was pale, and even his lips had lost their color.
Luo Mengxuan directly erased the blood essence mark from Sun Wu's decapitation sword right in front of him!
As long as you are one realm higher than your opponent, you can forcibly erase the blood essence mark left by your opponent in the spiritual artifact. Sun Wu is only at the peak of the Separation and Union Realm, while Luo Mengxuan is at the peak of the Divine Travel Realm.
Luo Mengxuan is on a completely different level from him.
For Luo Mengxuan, erasing the blood imprint left by Sun Tzu on the decapitation blade was an extremely simple task!
"Junior brother, this knife is for you," Luo Mengxuan said, presenting the decapitation sword to Ye Feng as if it were a treasure.
Night Wind took the decapitation sword and smiled at Sun Wu: "I've already been very polite by not killing you. If you still don't know your place, then you'll stay here forever."
Sun Wu struggled to his feet, glared angrily at Luo Mengxuan and Ye Feng, then turned and flew away.
However, Sun Wu was seriously injured, and when he flew away, he twisted and turned, as if he would fall from the sky at any moment.
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